They call Cape Town “the Mother City,” I’m not sure why. But it was very much like a mother to me. She took me in and comforted me and fixed me all up. Held me close until I was okay to leave. I’m not okay to leave forever, but for now I must say goodbye.
Though sad to leave, I had entirely too much fun and found so much joy, peace and love while there, that I can’t help but smile on the way home. All we ever want is more time. We have to find a way to be content.
I have still not fully digested this trip and imagine the next few weeks getting back to “normal” will be too much of a struggle. So I’ve decided not to get back to normal.
I don’t want to lose the me I found while I was there. I may have been a little lost before going and I’m not sure if I found myself because I left or because I was gone. Either way, someday I will come back to this painfully beautiful country.
My time in Cape Town was the perfect balance of work, play, writing, living, enjoying nature, drinking, eating, loving, smiling, laughing, taking time to myself, facing fears, letting go of the past, dancing and just l-i-v-i-n, man. ; )
Thursday, the weather in Cape Town was insanely dramatic. I had such a heavy heart leaving this place of wonder. The anxiety from running around all morning and packing just in time in the intense humidity had built and built until it was almost unbearable. My heart felt like it would explode.
I got to Cape Town International, hugged Denver, my driver goodbye, and checked into my flight. After heading to my gate, I grabbed a Castle Lager, my last for a while. As I sit drinking in the country, literally and figuratively, in my bright pink shirt amongst business type Europeans sipping Peronis and watching an English soccer game, I still can’t believe the blue mountains are real. That the landscape is not actually painted on the sky. That, even at an airport, a beer still costs less than 3 dollars. That this city exists. The people, the experience, everything is beyond surreal. It is unbelievable that a month has passed and at the same time unbelievable that I did as much as I did in a month. I should be tired, but I feel so rejuvenated.
At times I was frustrated with South Africa; how slow people respond to my press inquiries, how everyone’s late, how the government doesn’t seem to work. But then I think maybe it’s because the people of South Africa appreciate something we don’t always remember to; life.
All the little details like being on time don’t matter, but enjoying each day, whether that means walking slower, taking a 2 hour lunch break, or simply skipping out on work, as long as you enjoy each moment it’s okay.
However, that eagerness for life is also mixed with a type of hopelessness I’m unfamiliar with. The people in the townships seem content there. The ideas of upward mobility and the “American Dream” that’s been shoved down my throat since I can remember, they just aren’t present.
It makes me wonder, what’s the “South African dream?” Is there one?
Maybe it’s simply because life is short, literally, the life expectancy for male and female is both below 55.
Point being, my frustrations can easily be put aside. The atmosphere almost every where is just too laid back to allow you to get upset. So yeah, I took a beach day or two myself! ; ) I still did extensive work in the journalism office, thank you very much!
I am ever so in love with this country; with the friends I made, with Latifa, with the biscuit mill, with Jade on Thursday nights, with dancing to terrible songs that my friends in America will want to kill me for when I play them endlessly, with the winelands, with the beaches, with Camps Bay, with Goldfish, with sunsets, with the babies and security guards that play and say “hey mamaaa,” respectively, when I get home from work, the permanent presence of sand in our flat, the trial and error way of life, my walk to work, the beautiful people, the mountains and, of course, my love affair with the sea continues, especially in South Africa. You are hard pressed to find things I didn’t like about Cape Town.
This trip has been one of the best things that’s ever happened to me. I found everything I was looking for and so much more. I have to keep this trip in my heart forever. I have to go back.